Everything that happens is your master’s fault, as long as you follow his orders, you are not to blame! ‘Because my master told me to,’ you ex...laim proudly. ‘Your master? What else did your master tell you?’ Michael wants to know, while the others just stare at you with open mouths and greedy eyes. ‘To keep garbage off the floor, to not bend my knees when I bend over, and… to keep my purse on my desk.’ Oh, damn, that last one you had all but forgotten about until now. ‘So, you don’t. Guess he wasn’t hungry. I enjoyed mine, though.He almost crawled to bed and didn’t stir until almost three. I was gone by then, doing the weekly shopping. He always insisted on going with me and I really enjoyed going alone for a change. I even bought some of the things I liked.He got up, moving slowly. I fixed him a simple meal, hoping he could keep it down. There wasn’t a lot of conversation until the next day, I deliberately waited until I knew he had a clear head.I tried to talk to him but. I got in, and once she told me where she lived, we were off. It was about a twenty-minute ride. Back then, I was driving a Lincoln with twin-comfort seats. Liza flipped up the armrests, and snuggled up next to me. I knew good things were about to happen, because within minutes her hand was rubbing my cock. Liza wanted to get fucked tonight, and I was the lucky one. When we arrived at her place, I discovered her place was really her parents' place. She told me she just moved back after a nasty. I would have to call him later when I was alone and thank him for everything. Julie made me eat breakfast then a light lunch as the visitors came and went throughout the day. Al came in with my boys, they looked like they had been crying for hours too. They ran and hugged me and we cried together in a group hug. Al brought their gear in and had them go put it away in their rooms. Once again the officer’s wives club wives showed up with food stuff already prepared so my visitors and family could.